#a day may come when i stop posting Adar but it is not this day

[itwillbeourswansong]

And there's no remedy for memory Your face is like a melody

It won't leave my head

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Dark Paradise by LDR

[lotrmynewobsession]

Marry me

This takes place post LOTR, This is an  ANGSTY mofo

 Thanks to @Holy-Tolkien   ‘s  lovely article about Tolkien elves, I know that elves in fact do not have arranged marriages, but consider this a kind of AU.

Warnings: arranged marriage, dead Tauriel, slowburn?

summery: you and Legolas agree to be in an arranged marriage 

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 Legolas stared blankly ahead of him, wind fluttering strands of his hair around his face.

He did not know if he could love anyone like Tauriel, she still possessed him, body and soul. Even after all these years after she’d been gone. When they’d found her body in the edge of Mirkwood’s forest, deathly still in a patch of daisies beneath a great oak, he’d fallen to his knees, all color draining from his face. His father feared he would not make it.

He never fully realized how deeply her love for the dwarf ran, that when he fell so would she, crawling to the edge of their homeland, dying alone. He shook the memories away, swallowing against the tightness of his throat. He would meet his bride today.

He took in deep breaths to try and calm the waves of anxiety rolling through him. Lord Elrond had been gracious enough to host the meeting in Rivendell. Mirkwood Guards surrounded the courtyard, jst far enough to have range, so it could be as private a meeting as it could be. He could see a handful of travelers in the distance coming around the mountain, which was surely to be you. He sucked in air through his nose and straightened his shoulders. His father was oddly silent as he watched his son’s turmoil.  

“Legolas.” He murmured tenderly, tilting up his chin with a steady finger “Your mother and I were united this way. I would not have suggested it if I did not think you could be happy.” Legolas’ lips pursed, looking into his fathers ice blue eyes, usually empty filled with empathy. They had suffered the same loss, only Legolas had had lost twice. He nods, looking back to the road.  “I will try, Adar.” He promises. The corners of Thanduil’s lips quirk up. “she may be a blessing to us both.” He says stepping back as the sounds of clomping hooves reach them.

Legolas did not know what to expect, but it was not this.    

 He had envisioned an ornate carriage, some proper lady is a sweeping dress stepping out, sour look on her face.

Instead, a group of riders quickly reign in their horses, an elf with [h/c] hair jumping down and passing across to the girl on a horse parallel.

You smile down at your Adar as he carefully helps you down, your eyes shooting to the two pale figures waiting a few yards away. Your stomach tightens.

“Earendil.” Thanduil greets, stepping forward, two guards immediately flanking him on either side a step behind. Your father smiles, bowing his head slightly. “Your Majesty, thank you for meeting us in person.” “certainly, why don’t we negotiate the details while my son escorts Y/N inside.” Thanduil suggests, tilting his head towards the palace. Your father nods, eyes shooting to yours. You nod, silently trying to assure yourself. You internally brace yourself, eyes flashing to the young prince.

   He forced a smile you could feel wasn’t genuine.  Your own wavering smile showed your nerves. After a thick silence he clears his throat, coming closer, smiling a bit more genuinely this time. He introduces himself in a soft voice. “nin-est-na- Legolas.” His tounge wraps around the words beautifully, and you feel the tight ball in your stomach relase just slightly. “ nin-est-na- Y/N” you say, lightly looping your hand through his offered arm.

You both trail far behind your fathers, both not knowing what to say to each other.  Silently you watched your bags being taken by Mirkwood guards to what you presumed to be your room. Entering the threshold of the palace doors you see your fathers disappearing into a meeting room. you and Legolas craned your heads to look, seeing a table with scrolls rolled out, as well as a jug of wine, Thanduil pouring it into goblets. Legolas tugged you along before you both could get caught. You glanced at his face, jaw clenched and eyes wide as he stared ahead. It seemed you weren’t the only one that was terrified. He forced eyes down  to yours. “surely you are tired after your journey, might I take you to your room?” you nodded- a bit too quickly. “yes, that’d be lovely.” Your voice was strained, even to your ears. He snaps his head back to it’s earlier position, the air unbearably awkward between the two of you. He leads you up a wide staircase to a hall of rooms.

He stops in front of the first door, one he’d chosen so you’d have the best view of Rivendell. When you both stop, he staes intoyour eyes for a moment before picking up your hand to lay a kiss on your knuckles, bowing deeply before briskly walking away. You sigh, opening your door and shutting it, sliding down to curl up, hiding your face in the crook of your arm. “this is a disaster.” You mutter.

Tomorrow would be even worse, Your father had travelled with you most of the journey, but had his own affairs to attend to, so soon he leaves after the first day, and the prince and king take her back to Mirkwood to spend more time together for a period, see if they could work together, to see if you could love eachother. Your eyes filled with tears and spilled over as the orange sun fell through your window, soaking you with color. Your tears glittered on your cheeks.  

You thought of your father again and panicked. He wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye would he?

Tap tap. Your brows furrow as you stand, wiping your face with your sleeves before opening the door. You flung your arms around your father, who readily embraced you. “I don’t know.” You whisper, another tear escaping “I don’t know if I can do it.” You father shushed you gently, taking your face in his hands. “you are strong of will, with a loving heart, even if this doesn’t fall through, you have a home waiting for you. Send a message and I will arrive within a week.”

Your breathing calms and you smile, feeling calmer. “thank you Adar.” He hesitates. “I will be leaving shortly, are you sure you want this?” You think of Legolas’ face, and Mirkwood, a place you’d wanted to see sense you were small. “yes, I will try.” You decide. With another tearful goodbye you watch from your window as his party disappears onto the winding mountainside trail.

After a fitful sleep, a Rivendell sevant helps you dress, brushing out your hair. She quickly leaves once your ready, bidding you a safe journey.

Once you’d arrived in Mirkwood, you’d been whisked away to your room, Legolas trailing behind silently as a servant showed you around. She was far too chipper for your taste, but you found it amusing. “and here we are!” she sang, throwing open your guest suite. The left wall led to a large balcony, in the center of the room was a huge canopy bed, crème colored duvet contrasting well with the deep ochre floor.

“thank you.” You say, turning to look at Legolas. Your caught off guard when you gaze deeply into his eyes, like his icy blue eyes Drawing you in, your breath is sucked from your lungs. Your lips part and he seems to snap out of his daze. He clears his throat, folding his hands behind his back. “I was wondering…” “yes?” you prompt. “if you would accompany me in the forest, for target practice.” “oh, well yes.” You say “just let me change.” You say. He nods. “I’ll be back.” He promises

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“So who’s idea was this? Yours or your fathers?” you say you release an arrow, it sailing past the target. Legolas stifles a laugh at your cocked head and annoyed expression. “My fathers, but..” he comes closer “like this.” His warm breath raises the hair on your neck. He corrects your form and you blink to bring the target back into focas. You pull the arrow back, and relase. It embeds itself into the outer ring and you grin. Legolas smiles staring at you. “so it was your fathers idea?”

“I agreed, eventually.” “why?” you ask. “why did you?” he counters. “your young, why the sudden need for a husband?”  you both stare at eachother. You lower your eyes “I wanted to fall in love.” Your eyes go back to his, immersed in his knit brows and questioning eyes. “I thought this was worth a shot.” You look away and his face softens. A humbleness settles in his chest as he locks eyes on his tarket, and hit’s on mark.

  Mereth Nuin Giliath; The Feast of Starlight

A week later was the annual feast of starlight, You and Legolas had spent every day together, and every day you both fell deeper into each other. The feast was a gala of dancing and feasting. Your cheeks heated up as you recalled how Legolas had held you close, asking in a whisper in your ear if you would accompany him. 

You were no fool, you knew what it meant, going to a public, sacred event side by side. It would bring gossip and whispers; it would silently solidify your claims on each other. You envisioned both of you dancing, in the face of stares, bodies close together. You smoothed your hands down the red silk of your dress, the skirt just slightly jutting out from your hips, before smoothly running to the floor. There were golden swirls decorating the bodice and back of the dress. The last detail was a dainty crown of golden leaves in the back of your pinned-up hair. There was a sharp knock at the door and the maiden that had helped you dress peeked open the door before opening it fully, bowing. “Greetings, cin highness.” 

She says quickly darting down the hallway. You meet his eyes in the mirror and Legolas seemed to lose his breath for a moment, eyes trailing your form. After a moment he steps behind you, fingertips grazing your arms, trilling goosebumps before gently placing a kiss on your shoulder, glittering blue eyes meeting yours “cin beautiful, nin mel.” (your beautiful, my love) your jaw drops. He had never called you that before now. Your fingers trail his jaw, and he unconsciously leans forward before he catches   himself, squeezing his eyes shut. “they will be waiting for us.” He reminds himself, cracking his catches himself, squeezing his eyes shut. “they will be waiting for us.” He reminds himself, cracking his eyes open. You laugh breathless and let him lead you downstairs.

The sight was something you’d never forget.

There were millions of candles hanging from the ceilings, mimicking stars as far as you could see, tabels stood overflowing with fruit and vegtables, jugs and trays of goblets ready to be distributed.  “I see some of your men are already enjoyng themselves.” You say, motioning to the tabel of Mirkwood guards, a few of them passed out, but most of them shouting and howling with laughter. You gasp and stunt a giggle when one of the men go flailing out of their chair, crashing onto the floor. Legolas good- naturdly rolls his eyes, fighting a smile. More and more guests filled in through the hour, and soon the palace was packed body to body. You both nudged past people in search of the king, the official celebration couldn’t begin until he and the king commenced it. Thanduil lounged on his thrown, empty goblet clutched in his hand. Seeing Legolas approaching he swiftly set the cup down and stood, a hush falling over all of the guests.

 “May the festivities begin.” He said shortly, sitting back down and slumping. Legolas’ eyes meet yours as he descends. “he always did these things with my mother.” He says “this was her favorite time of year.” You frown, placing a hand on his shoulder.  He looks at his father from the corner of his eye.

 “Let’s give him a reason to smile.” He said picking up your other hand, heading you to the floor. He stopped, twirling you and catching your waist, squeesing your hip with a grin. Your eyebrows shoot up as you both dance, and whispers start like fire lapping up gassoline all around you. A few couples join in, thankfully, but all of the stares are on the prince and his unknown elleth. Bodies twirled around you as Legolas stopped, taking your face in is hand. “Marry me.” A smile spread across your face.

“yes.”

[milquetoast-on-acid]

Bastille Day, A Reactionary Post

Battlestar Galactica S.1 E.3, Episode Review

Tigh as a functioning alcoholic The episode opens up with Tigh starting off his day with a couple of shots. And just how easily it is for him to function on a normal level with that alcohol running through his veins.

It's interesting to note that despite finding water in Water they are down again or hadn't found enough water. This is a nice and wonderful contrast to a little known sci-fi show that RDM previously worked on called Star Trek Voyager. In which they never ran out of torpedos, food, water and had a endless supply of scuttle crafts. Just ask Chakotay about that last one.

Solving the water crisis...with criminals I love Laura here. She takes charge here as President. There still is a power struggle here between her and Bill. And she doesn't back down, nor does she defer to him here. Even though things are better between them and they have started to bond and find some common interests. It is vitally important for her to maintain power. That she can and will.

Also her response to Billy suggesting Anastasia go with the crew to the prison ship. Mary McDonnell is a master in reactions. Later her teasing Billy is just too adorable.

Laura's hair

Looks like they are still trying to figure out a good hairstyle for Laura. It's better than the mini but looks very farrah fawcett circa 1970's. Not my favorite style for Laura. That'd be season 2 "Laura is dying so she doesn't give too much attention to her hair" so it looks pretty natural.

Choosing sides: Lee, who do you want to be? A Battlestar Commander like Daddy or the President like Mommy?

Lee is a young man who really doesn't know what he wants to do. He has a strong set of morals but I think at this point he doesn't really know who he is. And here he finds himself torn between his father and Laura.

Honestly I'm not quite sure why Bill has such a big bug up his ass about Lee being Laura's representative. Maybe it's a bit of Bill not wanting to lose Lee to politics. Despite having both of his sons follow him into the service, one is dead and the other one seems to be contemplating what he wants out of life. And that just may not be a commander on the battlestar.

Although maybe Bill's point of choosing sides may have to be that Lee will have to pick on whether he wants to be a pilot or a politician. He can't be both. Which of course I agree with Bill on that he can't. But for now Lee will do a bit of both before he has to ultimately decide on who he wants to be.

"If they volunteer but these men are not slaves and I will not have them treated as such."

Also knowing what I now know about Lee. It’s not hard to see Lee being swayed by Laura. She’s very much for democratic rights at this stage in the show and that’s something that’s very much at the core of what makes Lee tick. So she’s someone for him to look up to verses his father’s rigid stance on democracy (he really doesn’t believe in it) especially when he lives in world where taking and giving orders is life. In that world there is no room for democracy.  

I am Tom Zarek and today is the first day of the new era I remember when I was first watched the show last year. There was such a big deal with Zarek's introduction scene that I knew he had to be someone but he wasn't any kind of actor that I had recognized. If you had watched the original BSG then you'd recognize him as the original Apollo.

Apollo verse Apollo

I could never get a handle on what exactly Zarek wanted. Here he pumps Lee for information on any weaknesses between Roslin and Adama. He appeals to Lee's strong morals to sway him towards his agenda. I suppose my assumption would be that Zarek wants power and to gain control of the fleet. Although why, I'm not exactly sure. To have power? Because he's power hungry?

The thing about Zarek is that he always brings up some really great points about the current political situations whenever he pops up. He's got a point that Laura was never elected and that there should be elections. However, he's waaaay over dramatic about it and he is completely wrong that her presidency is illegitimate. Laura's assent into the presidency was in fact legal with her being the next in line for the presidency and there for legitimate.  

The thing about Zarek is his way of going about things to prove his point. He more often than not uses violence to force change and for what reason? For Power?

Boomer and the Chief: a forbidden love story

It's only obvious to everyone that Boomer and the chief are hitting the sheets or rather hitting the deck plates. Their illicit affair is having consequences.

“Your his superior officer, we're at war this is a combat unit and your his superior officer. Put a stop to it. That's an order." 

Tigh is finally putting his foot down and as we later learn Adama knew about their affair and let it go on. Another way that Tigh and Adama differ. Tigh doesn't let anyone get away with their shit. Adama is a softie at heart and really just wants people to be happy. And if that means giving them more room to do their thing than they should then so be it. Also the Irony of what is being said here to what happens in season 4.

Caprica City, Caprica I have to wonder if Caprica is so yellow due to the radiation from the bombings or is Caprica naturally that bright and yellow.

“He's your son.” “He's your advisor.”

Mom and Dad fighting over their kid already. You send the kid in to deal with the situation and what does he come back with? Not the solution that you had in mind. Much like a later episode (which is considered the worst episode of BSG, and you know what I'm talking about) Lee's solution to the problem is not to actually resolve the problem. Instead of dealing with the prisoners he decides oh. Let's let them go and be free men. Even if none of them have earned it. Even if some (lets face it probably all) of them are dangerous.

Lee's compromise is that they are dependent on the rest of the fleet for food and fuel. Yes that's true but what's stopping them from hijacking a transport to their ship and wreaking having on the rest of the fleet. Nothing. 

I will give him that yes, I agree. They should eventually have an election once the remainder of Adar's term is up. But on the downside of this...actions have consequences and the result of Lee's actions means that ultimately Gaius Baltar becomes president. And in a strange twist of fate New Caprica and this shit that happened there is precipitated by Lee.  

Kara and Tigh and the water that was not booze. I love Kara here and her little fake out. By giving Tigh water out of a flask and everyone (including Tigh) thinking that it's booze. This is really Kara's way of coming to common ground with him. Not necessarily resolving their issues but at least they are in a better place than before.

Laura and Lee, 

“The truth is I have cancer.” “I’m going to fight this but there is a great need for secrecy. Whether or not I survive this illness it is a great importance to me that there is a future for the people. And I fear that knowledge of my illness will erode hope. So this has to stay between you and me.” - Laura

“You can count on me.” - Lee

irony...oh Lee.

Love that dialog "Stay Frosty, there Billy." I feel like that was a saying back in the day. Stay frosty. I love it even if I don't know what it means. Stay cool maybe? Don't let shit get to your head?

"Where's your mommy?" - Saul "Dead. Where's yours?" - Useless kid who I forget his name, oh yeah it’s Boxey. What the hell kind of name is that!?

- I swear this kid is so useless except for giving awesome one liners and thank goodness he's gone from the show after this episode.

"Zeus is calling." The first time that Adama is called Zeus, god of Olympus and god of the gods. A pretty fitting title since this show loves mythology and religious references. Adama is the father of humanity (Olympus) and father to those under his command (god of the gods). And the man with (along with Laura) holds the power.

The Sad Bill segment

why so sad?

What I liked about this episode? I was never the biggest fan of Apollo's character but after seeing the whole entire series. I do think I like this episode better than the first time I saw it. We also get introduced to a wonderfully slippery Zarek. Who we always know has nefarious motivations but does bring up excellent points. He's power hungry and able to read people.

What I didn't like about this episode? Wasn't much that I didn't like except maybe the focus on a character that I don't care for all that much. Meaning whiny Lee.

[dailybiblelessons]

The Twenty-sixth Sunday in Ordinary Time

This week's blog post is here.

Complementary Hebrew Scripture from the Torah: Numbers 11:4-6, 10-16, 24-29

Then rabble among them had a strong craving; and the Israelites also wept again, and said, “If only we had meat to eat! We remember the fish we used to eat in Egypt for nothing, the cucumbers, the melons, the leeks, the onions, and the garlic; but now our strength is dried up, and there is nothing at all but this manna to look at.”

Moses heard the people weeping throughout their families, all at the entrances of their tents. Then the Lord became very angry, and Moses was displeased. So Moses said to the Lord, “Why have you treated your servant so badly? Why have I not found favor in your sight, that you lay the burden of all this people on me? Did I conceive all this people? Did I give birth to them, that you should say to me, ‘Carry them in your bosom, as a nurse carries a sucking child,’ to the land that you promised on oath to their ancestors? Where am I to get meat to give to all this people? For they come weeping to me and say, ‘Give us meat to eat!’ I am not able to carry all this people alone, for they are too heavy for me. If this is the way you are going to treat me, put me to death at once—if I have found favor in your sight—and do not let me see my misery.”

So the Lord said to Moses, “Gather for me seventy of the elders of Israel, whom you know to be the elders of the people and officers over them; bring them to the tent of meeting, and have them take their place there with you.”

So Moses went out and told the people the words of the Lord; and he gathered seventy elders of the people, and placed them all around the tent. Then the Lord came down in the cloud and spoke to him, and took some of the spirit that was on him and put it on the seventy elders; and when the spirit rested upon them, they prophesied. But they did not do so again.

Two men remained in the camp, one named Eldad, and the other named Medad, and the spirit rested on them; they were among those registered, but they had not gone out to the tent, and so they prophesied in the camp. And a young man ran and told Moses, “Eldad and Medad are prophesying in the camp.” And Joshua son of Nun, the assistant of Moses, one of his chosen men, said, “My lord Moses, stop them!” But Moses said to him, “Are you jealous for my sake? Would that all the Lord's people were prophets, and that the Lord would put his spirit on them!”

Semi-continuous Hebrew Scripture from the Writings: Esther 7:1-6, 9-10; 9:20-22

So the king and Haman went in to feast with Queen Esther. On the second day, as they were drinking wine, the king again said to Esther, “What is your petition, Queen Esther? It shall be granted you. And what is your request? Even to the half of my kingdom, it shall be fulfilled.” Then Queen Esther answered, “If I have won your favor, O king, and if it pleases the king, let my life be given me—that is my petition—and the lives of my people—that is my request. For we have been sold, I and my people, to be destroyed, to be killed, and to be annihilated. If we had been sold merely as slaves, men and women, I would have held my peace; but no enemy can compensate for this damage to the king.” Then King Ahasuerus said to Queen Esther, “Who is he, and where is he, who has presumed to do this?” Esther said, “A foe and enemy, this wicked Haman!” Then Haman was terrified before the king and the queen.

Then Harbona, one of the eunuchs in attendance on the king, said, “Look, the very gallows that Haman has prepared for Mordecai, whose word saved the king, stands at Haman's house, fifty cubits high.” And the king said, “Hang him on that.” So they hanged Haman on the gallows that he had prepared for Mordecai. Then the anger of the king abated.

Mordecai recorded these things, and sent letters to all the Jews who were in all the provinces of King Ahasuerus, both near and far, enjoining them that they should keep the fourteenth day of the month Adar and also the fifteenth day of the same month, year by year, as the days on which the Jews gained relief from their enemies, and as the month that had been turned for them from sorrow into gladness and from mourning into a holiday; that they should make them days of feasting and gladness, days for sending gifts of food to one another and presents to the poor.

Complementary Psalm 19:7-14

The law of the Lord is perfect,  reviving the soul; the decrees of the Lord are sure,  making wise the simple; the precepts of the Lord are right,  rejoicing the heart; the commandment of the Lord is clear,  enlightening the eyes; the fear of the Lord is pure,  enduring forever; the ordinances of the Lord are true  and righteous altogether. More to be desired are they than gold,  even much fine gold; sweeter also than honey,  and drippings of the honeycomb.

Moreover by them is your servant warned;  in keeping them there is great reward. But who can detect their errors?  Clear me from hidden faults. Keep back your servant also from the insolent;  do not let them have dominion over me. Then I shall be blameless,  and innocent of great transgression.

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable to you,  O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.

Semi-continuous Psalm 124

If it had not been the Lord who was on our side  —let Israel now say— if it had not been the Lord who was on our side,  when our enemies attacked us, then they would have swallowed us up alive,  when their anger was kindled against us; then the flood would have swept us away,  the torrent would have gone over us; then over us would have gone  the raging waters.

Blessed be the Lord,  who has not given us as prey to their teeth. We have escaped like a bird  from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken,  and we have escaped.

Our help is in the name of the Lord,  who made heaven and earth

New Testament Lesson Epistle: James 5:13-20

Are any among you suffering? They should pray. Are any cheerful? They should sing songs of praise. Are any among you sick? They should call for the elders of the church and have them pray over them, anointing them with oil in the name of the Lord. The prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise them up; and anyone who has committed sins will be forgiven. Therefore confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another, so that you may be healed. The prayer of the righteous is powerful and effective. Elijah was a human being like us, and he prayed fervently that it might not rain, and for three years and six months it did not rain on the earth. Then he prayed again, and the heaven gave rain and the earth yielded its harvest.

My brothers and sisters, if anyone among you wanders from the truth and is brought back by another, you should know that whoever brings back a sinner from wandering will save the sinner’s soul from death and will cover a multitude of sins.

New Testament Gospel Lesson: Mark 9:38-50

John said to him, “Teacher, we saw someone casting out demons in your name, and we tried to stop him, because he was not following us.” But Jesus said, “Do not stop him; for no one who does a deed of power in my name will be able soon afterward to speak evil of me. Whoever is not against us is for us. For truly I tell you, whoever gives you a cup of water to drink because you bear the name of Christ will by no means lose the reward.¹

“If any of you put a stumbling block before one of these little ones who believe in me, it would be better for you if a great millstone were hung around your neck and you were thrown into the sea. If your hand causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life maimed than to have two hands and to go to hell, to the unquenchable fire. And if your foot causes you to stumble, cut it off; it is better for you to enter life lame than to have two feet and to be thrown into hell. And if your eye causes you to stumble, tear it out; it is better for you to enter the kingdom of God with one eye than to have two eyes and to be thrown into hell, where their worm never dies, and the fire is never quenched.²

“For everyone will be salted with fire. Salt is good; but if salt has lost its saltiness, how can you season it? Have salt in yourselves, and be at peace with one another.”³

¹There is a parallel passage at Luke 9:49-50. ²There are parallel passages at Matthew 18:6-9, which we will read on Wednesday, and Luke 17:1-2. There are parallel passages at Matthew 5:13, which we read yesterday, and Luke 14:34-35.

Year B Ordinary 26 Sunday

Selections from Revised Common Lectionary Daily Readings, copyright © 1995 by the Consultation on Common Texts. Unless otherwise indicated, Bible text is from The New Revised Standard Version, (NRSV) copyright © 1989 by the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All right reserved. Image credit: Stumbling Block by QQ Li, via flickr.com. used under the Creative Commons Attribution, Noncommercial Share Alike 2.0 license.

[varda-star-queen]

Every time I close my eyes...

This song and Adar are the perfect match!

And there's no remedy for memory Your face is like a melody

It won't leave my head

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Dark Paradise by LDR